As she continued scratching him, he would periodically toss his head and sniff at her hands, occasionally licking them. Judy decided he deserved a tre...at of some kind and went into the cottage to see what she had.She came back out with a couple of hot dogs and dropped them on the concrete slab at the foot of the steps. She watched as without hesitation he wolfed them both down. So that was it, he was used to wandering around to the cottages in the area to panhandle food. Clever fellow, she. Having their guitarist quit so close to the gig had to require a lot of juggling. At least if the team lost a guy, or even a couple, to injury, they had other players to rely on to fill the gaps. He reheated some leftovers for dinner and then flipped on the TV, pleased when he found Iron Chef America. It wasn't quite as good as the original, but he liked Bobby Flay and Alton Brown. As the chefs were busy plating their dishes, the phone rang. "Hello." "Hey, Brody. It's Rick." "Hey, man." Brody. " She sounded uncertain at the very sound of her voice."Todd?" Cecil's eyes went wide. It wasn't a teleporter at all. It was a...polymorpher! "It changed you?" Though it was a question, there was no doubt in Cecil's voice. He accepted the impossibility."Uh huh," Todd answered softly. "This has to be alien," he said finally. "Can you...change back?"Todd's eyes widened. He hadn't considered that he might be stuck. "I...don't know!" He dropped one hand, and slowly reached to the plate.. What seemed like moments later, he was stunned out of trance by the words of his boss screaming at him to clean up all the pool supplies and lock up the afterwards. He looked around and noticed everyone had left except himself, sitting up there with the stupidest grin on his face! His boss was in a hurry to get to a dinner reservation so he escaped a big lecture about concentrating on the job and began to clean up. Once all the pool supplies were locked away in storage, Jake walked over to the.